It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

The guard returned with a fresh shot and when he opened the door, he frowned to find an empty room.

He was sure that he had locked the door before leaving, but how could there be no one there.

"Shit!" he cursed, then he stepped into the room hastily to see what had really happened inside.

But, sadly, all the guard found were tampered with handcuffs, which were originally used to cuff Ramon.

Quickly, he was about to report this through the communication device in his hand, but just as he was about to turn around or say anything, someone came behind him and broke his neck.

The guard didn't have time to announce this incident or scream to alert the others, before he finally fell to the floor and stopped moving.

Meanwhile, the man who attacked the guard immediately took the communication device in the guard's hand.

Ramon clenched his jaw tightly because the pain in his head was so intense. He felt the whole room spinning.

Shaking his head, as if he was about to shake off this unpleasant feeling, Ramon stepped out of the room where he was being held captive.

In the corridor, Ramon did not see anyone. It seemed that Leon did not expect that Ramon would be able to escape after all the medicines given to him and also his handcuffed condition.

"Where are your positions?" Ramon spoke into the communication device in his hand, asking a simple question that could help him find Hailee's whereabouts.

Ramon was really going to kill Leon for doing this to him and his wife.

He was on the emergency stairs, under the dim lights and his eyes sparked so brightly and dangerously, as if he had managed to regain his full consciousness.

And when he got the answer he wanted, the drowsiness from the medicines seemed unable to affect him anymore.

Because the determination within him was much stronger than anything right now.

After that, with a more steady pace, Ramon started looking for Hailee.

Of course, if he found Leon on his way there first, he would gladly finish him off first.

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"There's one door in the arena that I've never entered," Ian said, trying to remember the location and position of each room in the Arena.

Since not many people had ever been to the Arena, it was only natural that Ian, who had worked as a fighter there for many years, knew the place better.

"Is it some kind of secret room?" he asked.

"Maybe Leon kept Hailee and Ramon there," Lexus added.

Lexus didn't let Ian come to the office, but picked him up and met with Diego at a place, where Diego was ready with some of his people.

The backup would come after they confirmed where Ramon was, but for now, they had to act quickly and visit all the places where Ramon was suspected of being held captive.

"I think so." Ian looked as if contemplating his own words. "Yeah, I think it's possible for Ramon and Hailee to be held there," he said again, this time more reassuringly.

"Okay, let's go now," Diego said.

The three of them were now in Lexus' limousine. They headed to the Arena in several other cars filled with Diego's men and Lexus bodyguards.

Meanwhile outside, the sun had almost disappeared behind the horizon and left an orange hue in the sky, behind the city's tall buildings.

And tens of kilometers from where they were, Lis was pressuring Dawson's company, making sure it was in her hands and they couldn't retreat that easily.

All in all, she didn't expect Leon to be able to go this far. The man completely ignored her ultimatum to stay away from her children.

And now, Lis would make sure that the man had no place to run to anymore or someone who would support him in his escape, while Lexus would get to him soon.

Wasn't that what Leon always wanted? His own son to come to him?

So it would happen today. He should welcome Lexus well.

Lis stared at the Dawson company building, her eyes fierce and harboring the cunningness of a businesswoman.

She had conquered the company alone when her husband died before Ramon took over, so she wouldn't mind doing it again and this time, the Dawsons were her absolute target.

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Giana looked like a lunatic as she tried to get out of her room. She kept banging her fists against the door, screaming at whoever passed by to open the damn door and let her out.

Only, no one responded to her words.

"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR!" Giana screamed hysterically and hoarsely.

She slammed her fists again and kicked the door as well, but no one opened the damned door for her.

Giana was frustrated and now she started throwing everything she could at the door, letting the shards of glass scatter on the floor and messing up the room.

"AARRGGH!!!" she screamed hysterically.

Until finally, someone opened the door and Leon's figure was standing there. Her uncle's eyes looked horrifying as he looked into the room and saw the mess that Giana had made.

"LET ME OUT!" Giana exclaimed loudly. She walked toward the door, ignoring the shards of glass that stuck to the soles of her bare feet. It seemed that she could no longer feel any pain.

"GIANA!" Leon rebuked angrily when he saw his niece's behavior which could no longer be tolerated.

"I WANT TO GO OUT! LET ME OUT!" Giana pushed Leon's body away from the door, but her uncle didn't move at all. He was like a solid rock and Giana could only scream in frustration in his face.

"FUCK! FUCK!" Giana cursed again, but a hard slap that landed on her cheek silenced her instantly.

Leon and Giana finally looked at each other and there were so many inexplicable emotions going on between the two of them.

However, before either of them could speak or continue this bickering further, someone contacted Leon to inform him that someone had messed up in the arena.

"Who was it?" Leon asked.

"Ian Schamber, our former fighter."